Chapter 47: Roland Violet

Chapter 47: Roland Violet

For a moment, Yun Huai felt as if he didn't know Lu Lin'an at all.

Although he had always felt Lu Lin'an was dangerous, it was never like now, with alarm bells ringing to their maximum.

Or rather, Yun Huai felt that Lu Lin'an was not the creature of measured restraint he once knew, but rather a pure beast driven solely by primal desires, devoid of reason or emotion.

You never know what he will do next, only that you are the most delicious prey in his eyes.

Yun Huai's face showed a mix of emotions as fine white threads suddenly emerged from his fingertips, weaving into Lu Lin'an's bite inhibitor, along his jawline, neck, and enveloping his upper body.

A chilling aura spread throughout the space, Yun Huai's voice barely audible: "Jia Xiu might discover me because of this, and we could fail at the last moment."

The grand noble executor can sense the diffused aura of a king, and Jia Xiu’s awakening would be a disaster for countless dreamers.

But Yun Huai never abandons a companion in need.

He enveloped Lu Lin'an in his favorite scent, "You are not Lu Lin'an; you are that suppressed genetic instinct Lu Lin'an talked about controlling."

Lu Lin'an fell for him at first sight, openly admitting the downside of being the strongest back on K420.

His genes had their own consciousness; ambiguous stimuli magnified the mating part of his genes, temporarily dominating Lu Lin'an’s reason. Yun Huai had seen those vertical pupils countless times, but never found them as terrifying as now.

It was like being targeted by a top predator in the food chain; had he not been the Ita King, Yun Huai believed he would be paralyzed by this intimidating force.

The fine white threads spread into beautiful crystals, forming a transparent layer of thin ice on the scorching skin, freezing Lu Lin'an's heated blood and slowing down the flow in his veins.

The ultimate fate of a Niliryon dragon out of control is the Lava Dragon Tombs of Hairen Star. Perhaps it wasn't just one instance of lost reason, but each bout of uncontrollable energy weakened their self-restraint.

Dragons can never turn back; every failure to suppress leads one step closer to the Lava Dragon Tombs.

However, the cold and sharp ice crystals completely suppressed Lu Lin'an's heated blood, gathered all his out-of-control reason, and forcibly pressed it back, even repairing some burst genetic seams deeper within.

At this moment, Yun Huai was completely unaware of what his actions signified.

He treated Lu Lin'an as he would a wounded Lenn Feido, instinctively wanting to restore him to normal.

Even if this was just in a dream.

In the cramped space, their breaths intermingled, one high and one low. Lu Lin'an's golden pupils contracted rapidly, the falling sparks began to diminish, and the fiery red at the tips of his hair was gradually overtaken by the natural black.

Yun Huai slowly exhaled, retracting his fingers, and the delicate threads fell alongside.

The electric current from the restraint was not what made Lu Lin'an lose control, but rather his mating gene which had suddenly peaked in the unique environment.

Lu Lin'an had said he had no resistance to Yun Huai, yet he had never lost control like this in his presence, never forcefully taken anything.

Perhaps losing control due to love was the only defeat of this powerful creature.

Yun Huai stepped down from the fish tail and stood aside, not knowing what to say because love itself was not wrong.

The frightened heart of the young Ita King gradually calmed down, but the surrounding space became blurred and unstable due to the clash of ice and fire energies, with wisps of silver-blue leaking from the cracks in space. All creatures in the Dream Paradise were frozen in place, their smiles and joy hanging comically on their faces.

Jia Xiu had been disturbed.

Yun Huai looked up, his eyes deepening in color, showing no emotion except an indication that he was not in a good mood.

More and more silver-blue energy swirled around, filled with restlessness and urgency. Yun Huai silently reached out his hand, watching those directionless psychic energies orbit his fingertips.

It was the essence of faith.

It felt similar to Sienna, yet completely different; more active, more erratic, as if its owner was a free and easygoing person.

The Blue Dream began as a well-intentioned lie constructed by an executor to pacify the people, a peaceful paradise of dreams, not meant to end quietly in slaughter.

Yun Huai's eyelashes fluttered, no longer withdrawing his psychic power as before, instead spreading it more unrestrainedly.

Ga Xiu's psychic power was completely suppressed by Yun Huai, the king's power steadying the shaking of the damaged dream. The people of Blue Sea Harbor returned to normal amidst the sudden stillness.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Yun Huai exhaled deeply, the supreme king's power truly effective.

His brows relaxed, and as he lowered his gaze, he noticed Lu Rin'an was staring at him intently, but his pupils were round and soft.

Not like he was still out of control.

More like he was still dazed.

Maybe it was because of the ambiguous stimulation just now... Yun Huai felt another pang of pain at his temple. He turned to leave, giving the man space to cool down, but Lu Rin'an suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Yun Huai’s wrist.

The young king stopped in his tracks, turning his head, his handsome nose and chin forming beautiful, snow-white curves.

“Not yet recovered?” Yun Huai asked.

Lu Rin'an's throat moved: “What did you do just now?”

Yun Huai looked at him, speaking normally, “I didn’t do anything. You were staring at me like a wild beast, and I was worried about being devoured, so I just suppressed you a bit with my psychic power.”

Just suppressed me with psychic power?

Lu Rin'an's face stiffened for a moment, but soon he returned to the familiar look Yun Huai knew best, his gaze burning with intensity yet tinged with cold-bloodedness, his expression showing a pure pursuit, now seemingly even purer.

Yun Huai heard Lu Rin'an chuckle softly, the sound flowing from the shadows where he lowered his head. Yun Huai looked at him curiously, “What now?”

Lu Rin'an looked up, his golden pupils shining subtly in the dimly lit dressing room. He replied, “Nothing, just the first time seeing someone push back the brutal energy of my species. A bit shocked, but happy.”

Lu Rin'an gripped his wrist tighter, with a hint of obsession and possessiveness: “I shouldn’t be surprised, after all, you are the legendary supreme Ita King.”

Yun Huai emphasized, “The weakest king.”

Everything was just the most basic operation for Wang Li.

Lu Lin'an stopped talking, just staring at him even more excessively than before, as if by looking a few more times, Yun Huai would become his.

The monster's love came again, more turbulent than before. Yun Huai took off his hand and walked out of the compartment, while Lu Lin'an stood up from the chair, the floating veil swirling around him for a moment. He raised his hand, and his sharp nails clipped a bit of hair from the side.

It was the safety of black.

Lu Lin'an sneered coldly at the raging genes within him.

[Keep charging, why aren't you shouting anymore?]

In his mind, there were no more thoughts of being a cosmic loser, but rather a complete dormancy, as obedient and quiet as if it had never existed.

Dragons live so long, Lu Lin'an didn't believe that the dragon group sleeping on the Hai Ran star had never seen the previous Ita kings. If every Ita king had this absolute healing and cooling ability, the Nili Eru clan wouldn't be like today, with only him wandering around in the whole universe.

Yun Huai was not the only king, but he might be the only one among them with healing powers.

But Lu Lin'an was not sure if healing was the new king's only skill.

He followed Yun Huai out, seeing the young man lifting the curtain on one side of the room and looking down at the cylindrical performance arena below.

Lu Lin'an had always known he liked someone extraordinary, but it seemed, much more extraordinary than he had thought.

But Yun Huai himself didn't think so. The blue dream stabilized again, Gaxiu slept even deeper than before, and the dreamers below mingled again, unaware that they were now infinitely close to the true royal family.

Lu Lin'an stood behind Yun Huai: "Did I not go crazy and bite you just now?"

"No, the quality of the bite stopper is very good," Yun Huai pursed his lips, "You don't need to apologize, it's normal for young people to have such impulses, I understand, and you sacrificed yourself to protect my ears."

Ears.

Following the conversation, Lu Lin'an looked at Yun Huai's round ear contour, unlike that of the Ita people.

The young man's tone was full of calm and composure, Lu Lin'an held back a smile, if it weren't for the still reddening tips of his ears betraying his real emotions.

There was silence from the person behind him for a long while. Yun Huai, puzzled, looked back and saw Lu Lin'an's gaze still fixed unwaveringly on him.

Yun Huai felt an inexplicable shiver at the bottom of his heart. Leaning forward, Lu Lin'an's golden pupils reflected his silhouette.

"The mermaid performance at midnight will start soon. The dream's fake king might appear at any time. If we encounter him, I'll help you eliminate him."

Yun Huai remained silent for a moment.

"Do you think I'm not capable?"

It's not that, Lu Lin'an just felt that someone with a kind and healing power might not be able to do it.

Yun Huai said to him, "This is an internal dispute of the empire. I didn't bring you here to really help me with things."

He just didn't want Lu Lin'an and Xie Ye to fight in the garden.

Lu Lin'an looked at Yun Huai and responded with a smile, agreeing.

The dressing room was bustling with mermaids coming and going. Time silently passed, and soon the clock struck midnight. Only after everyone had left did Yun Huai and Lu Lin'an descend to the first floor of the performance venue.

The huge cylindrical tank had already turned on its blue and white lights, filling the pleasure ground with dreamy and bubbly shadows. All the circular rooms were filled with guests who were not there for the mermaid performance, but rather to see their "king" under the guise of the show.

Yun Huai stood in an unnoticed corner. A staff member came to clip his ticket and, seeing the companion guest badge, asked, "Where is your mermaid?"

Yun Huai pointed to the huge performance tank, "Don't worry, they've already gone in."

Relieved, the staff member, upon seeing Yun Huai's eyes, became slightly dazed and leaked information, "It's better to finish the performance early, otherwise once Kai Sa arrives, your fish won't make much money."

Yun Huai countered, "Kai Sa is coming?"

"Yes!" The man's tone became excited, "This is his first performance in the city celebration tour! The king really likes him, so tickets with him sell fast. Kai Sa's appearance might even attract 'him'!"

The mermaid performance tank was set with a hazy and charming gradient color, becoming more obscure towards the bottom and clearer at the top. The viewing positions varied greatly in price.

As a free companion guest like Yun Huai, holding a bottom-tier ticket clipped by the staff, he could only stand at the bottom of the tank.

But perhaps because he had just repaired the blue dream with his royal power, Yun Huai noticed that more people were looking at him than before.

Even the elegantly dressed Ita people from the third floor leaned out to look.

Yun Huai did not look back. He thought for a moment and walked from the shadows to the edge of the performance tank, where inside, something huge and terrifying seemed to be constantly moving.

"Lu Lin'an."

A large tail in the tank flicked in response, Yun Huai's gaze was faint and serene, and his voice carried the familiar tone of gentleness.

But the king with a gentle face quietly commanded the alien monster, "Kill the mermaid Kai Sa."

Author's note:

Huai: "This Royal Family is Overly Powerful Yet Excessively Cautious"

Lin: "Wife, sick, treat"